You've already said you were going to kill me," Alex said, "but I didn't think that meant you were going to bore me to death.
Routine is the one thing the can get you killed. It tells the enemy where you're going and when you're going to be there.
She tried to smile sympathetically, but with her face it wasn't quite possible.
You can kiss me if you like," she said. Alex let go of her and turned away. "Thanks, Fiona," he said. "But frankly I'd prefer to kiss the horse.
